Free New Roots (Fate's Intent Book 8) by April Bowles Page B

me to my back and climbed over me. “I need to keep up my strength too.”
    I smiled as he leaned down, kissing my lips then started moving them down the front of my body. He reached my waist and lifted up my hips, taking my pants down off them. He was sitting up completely and slipped my left foot out of my pant leg and straightened my right leg up to his shoulder and took them off that foot. He slid one hand up my smooth milky skin to my thigh and started kissing up my leg, following his hand.
    I bit my lip to the touch of his lips on my skin and my craving for him heightened. The closer he got to my thighs, the more my eyes started to close and the faster my breaths began. I let out one deep one with a moan when I felt Troy’s tongue graze the delicate skin of my femininity. My back arched, my muscles all tensed and he had to hold his hands tight at my hips just to keep me down.
    It’s been weeks since I was touched by a man and it was as if this was a whole new experience. The distance that his tongue could reach was almost a forgotten feeling and I was beginning to get more and more aroused that I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached down towards his head with both hands and pulled on his hair. I wanted him to come to me but failed to let out any words with my demand. I was too speechless; too deeply in desire for him that I couldn’t and gave him a few more tugs until he pulled back.
    “Already? I planned to go longer.”
    “I don’t care about making up for a week. I just want you—right now.”
    Troy smiled and laid up over me while he took off his pants and didn’t make me wait another second before he gave me what we both wanted. I held tight around him while my breaths instantly picked back up to heavy and I couldn’t stop. One of Troy’s great talents wasn’t only based around his skill with a sword. He knew how to treat a woman and was never selfish when it came to his love of me.
    My breaths close to his chest were making everything hot and I started kissing him. My right hand glided across his wounds and I closed my eyes. The feeling of his body on mine overwhelmed my emotions and before I knew what was happening, Troy’s wounds on his chest started to fade away under my hand.
    Troy didn’t seem to know what I was doing either until it was too late. “Jaylyn, stop.”
    I didn’t respond and he ended up pulling back, separating our bodies completely. I wasn’t ready. It knocked me out of my rhythm and I opened my eyes, seeing the glow just fading away.
    Troy looked down at his chest and the wounds he planned to endure until completely healed were gone and so was his mark. “Why did you do that?” His voice sounded angry and he moved off me to his side of the bed.
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
    “You did! I know you can control it!”
    “Troy, I just—”
    “Damn it, Jay! You know how important this is to me!” He used the name Trever gave me as a kid and used it in anger. My eyes started to water. “Jaylyn—I’m sorry. I didn’t—”
    I didn’t care to hear it. I pulled the entire sheet to me and wrapped it around me while I got up. “Don’t bother. Maybe I do hope you die tomorrow.” I left the room, slamming the door shut. I didn’t know what I was doing but I just wanted to get away. I almost felt like I hated him and couldn’t be around him.
    I walked all the way to the other end of the hall and closed myself inside another room, hoping he wouldn’t find me. I just wanted to be alone.
    “Jaylyn, look, I’m sorry.” Troy had followed just like I didn’t want and approached the bed. “I overreacted. I didn’t mean to raise my voice like that.”
    “Stop acting like you care about me because I’m really sick of it!”
    “I do care about you and if you were serious about hoping that I would die then I’ll make sure I don’t survive.”
    “Don’t be stupid! You wouldn’t do it for me! All you care about is getting your honor back!”
    “That’s not